CH: 75 Girls flicking their hair are the sexist

{Chapter: 75 Girls flicking their hair are the sexist}

When people ask, what exactly is the sexiest thing a woman can do, the answers vary widely. Most commonly, people respond with mentions of physical features—her chest, legs, or curves. These are the standard tropes of allure.

However, Lin Yuan once remembered hearing a unique answer from someone, one that had seemed unremarkable at the time. They said, "A woman is sexiest when she flicks her hair."

Lin Yuan hadn't agreed with it back then. It felt too mundane, too ordinary to be considered captivating. But now, standing where he was, witnessing the scene before him, he had to reevaluate his judgment entirely.

Chi Qian raised her delicate, fair hand with a natural grace, her slender fingers brushing against the strands of her silky hair. She gently swept her locks to the side, her movements fluid and deliberate. With her middle and ring fingers, she tucked her hair neatly behind her ear, exposing the creamy, unblemished skin of her neck and the elegant curve of her jawline.

For just a moment, time seemed to pause.

Her action was simple, almost casual, yet the effect was mesmerizing. Her soft pink lips held a hairband as she prepared to tie her waist-length hair, the slight tilt of her head revealing her delicate collarbone and the faint, natural fragrance that seemed to surround her. Her arms bent and rose effortlessly, her movements exuding poise as she tied her hair into place with practiced precision.

It was the flick of her hair, though, that elevated the moment. The action seemed to encapsulate femininity itself—a mixture of grace and beauty so striking that it lingered in the air like an enchantment.

Lin Yuan could do nothing but watch, momentarily captivated. Even he, someone who prided himself on being a high-level scumbag immune to tricks of charm, felt his heartbeat skip ever so slightly.

For just one fleeting second, his usually unflappable demeanor faltered.

The "Blue Danube," the topic of their earlier conversation, was interrupted entirely.

"Young Master Lin," Chi Qian's soft, teasing voice broke the silence, pulling Lin Yuan from his brief daze. "Please continue. What exactly is the music style of the 'Blue Danube'?"

Her tone was light, but the glimmer in her eyes spoke volumes. She quickened her pace in tying her hair, deliberately showcasing her earlier movements to perfection.

Lin Yuan realized what had just happened. This wasn't some coincidental display of beauty; it was a carefully orchestrated move. Chi Qian had planned this. She had set the stage to catch him off guard, to distract him while he earnestly answered her question.

For a moment, she looked at him, her expression betraying a flicker of playful pride. She had succeeded, even if for just a second.

Lin Yuan's expression quickly returned to his usual calm, collected state. He resumed speaking about the "Blue Danube" as if nothing had happened. Outwardly, he was composed, but inwardly, his teeth were gritted.

How long had he been dazed? How long had he allowed himself to falter?

He recalled the brief moment when Chi Qian bit her hairband and made direct eye contact with him, her mischievous smile concealed behind her composed facade. For just that moment, Lin Yuan had felt something—something he was reluctant to admit.

Although he had initially thought of Chi Qian as a flawless fairy, he now realized she was far more cunning than she let on. She wasn't just a perfect, ethereal beauty—she was a mischievous succubus in disguise.

A succubus could charm effortlessly, and Chi Qian's ability to captivate people was undeniable. The best Succubus in this world.

Chi Qian is a wicked succubus.

When a woman easily charms people, that is a powerful succubus.

And then, as if to confirm his thoughts, a familiar notification chimed in his mind.

[Ding! Chi Qian's favorability +1! Reward: 100 counterattack points!]

The timing of the notification was almost laughable. It seemed that her success in flustering him had also caused her to regard him more highly.

Although the favorability increase was a minor victory, Lin Yuan wasn't pleased. Being provoked by a girl—especially one inexperienced in relationships—bruised his pride as a self-proclaimed high-level scumbag.

He clenched his fist subtly, his resolve hardening. Just wait, Chi Qian. This scumbag won't let this slide.

He now understood why Chi Qian had been so persistent in teasing him. She was just like him—someone who couldn't easily accept defeat.

At that moment, Yu Shanshan returned, her arms loaded with snacks. She looked between the two, noticing Chi Qian's radiant smile and Lin Yuan's peculiar smirk.

"Qian Qian, why are you smiling so happily?" she asked curiously. Then she turned to Lin Yuan, narrowing her eyes. "And Cousin, why are you smiling like that? What's going on between you two?"

Chi Qian's smile deepened, but she said nothing. Lin Yuan didn't bother answering either. Instead, he grabbed half of Yu Shanshan's snacks without hesitation.

"Hey! Cousin! What are you doing?" Yu Shanshan exclaimed, looking at him indignantly.

"You'll turn into a fat pig if you eat so much. I'm doing you a favor," Lin Yuan replied nonchalantly, ignoring her protests.

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Soon, the three of them entered the concert venue.

The atmosphere inside was electric. The massive stadium, capable of holding nearly 100,000 people, was packed to capacity.

The stadium itself was surrounded by water, adding an element of grandeur to the event. The sheer size of the crowd and the enthusiasm of the fans were a testament to Li Feifei's popularity.

As the leading star of her generation, Li Feifei had rightfully earned her title as the "Queen of the New Era."

Looking around at the sea of excited fans, Yu Shanshan's eyes sparkled with excitement. She clutched her snacks tightly and muttered to herself, "I can't believe we're here! This is going to be amazing!"

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan and Chi Qian exchanged a brief glance. Both of them had their own thoughts lingering from earlier, but for now, they set those aside.

The concert was about to begin, and the night had only just started.

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